Every back road, we've ever gone down Friday night bleachers, Sunday pews Ain't a county line mile without a memory of you Every whisper, every room, I walk in Every time the bartender fills it up again Everybody knows why I'm here, and you ain't around

Everybody wants to be like me The villain is the one that you came to see Sick of all the good guys savin' the day Cause the villain always wins when the hero's away I've been thinkin why feelin' wrong feels so right

C'mon, c'mon C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon Everybody, everyone c'mon c'mon C'mon c'mon Baby, baby won't you give me a good time? Squeeze me, please me, make it feel like the last time Hold me close and I'll make every dream come

Get down and dirty I know you heard me (Everybody get down) Yeah, if we only got one night Forget about the world outside Put your hands up real high I'm tasty, delicious, I'm rough around the edges My mind is obsessive, my flex is aggressive Glad I

Street dreams are made of these Everybody's looking for something Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's Who am I to disagree? Uh, what, what, uh My man put me up for the

There ain't no last call, I'm havin' a ball with Hank, Haggard and Jones No, I ain't alone, I feel right at home with my ghosts on the stereo The records are spinnin' and the speakers are smokin' And everybody tonight is feelin' alright, with some jack

Life goes by on a Talihina sky But everybody says this place is beautiful And you'd be so crazy to say goodbye But everything's the same, this town is pitiful And I'll be gettin' out as soon as I can fly Weeds blow tall on a broken train track Ruth B.

Everybody just wants to get high Sit and watch a perfect world go by We're all looking for love and meaning in our lives We follow the roads that lead us To drugs or Jesus In my home town for anyone who sticks around You're either lost or you're found

I don't know nobody Who thinks that they're somebody Who smiles at everybody You gotta lose you just a little Lose your cool just a little I won't judge you a little Not even a little bit I know you're fuckin' sick of it

Everybody says she's lookin' good And the lady knows it's understood I know a thing or two about her I know she'll only make you cry She'll let you walk the street beside her But when she wants she'll pass you by She wears her satins like a lady She gets